When You're Dreaming with a Broken Heart,

"The giving up is the hardest part." John Mayer is not my favorite by any means, but I like that song and I enjoy it loud. I haven't given anything up I don't think, but I have let things go and drift about a bit. The weekend is fast approaching, which for me, means lots of school work and that I get to see R, AM, little E, AM's mom, brother D, New N, and assorted others. For those that are curious, I'll write a little about therapy later. It was good in a ripping-the-scab-off-of-a-wound way.